Monthly Archives: October 2004
There is something 'unpleasant' about young P: denial and constant renegociation… She had some work to do during her week off which she promised T she would do – it only consisted in reading a book – and of course didn't. This would not be too serious if she was not trying to get away with an excuse: it's not my fault, we didn't have 5mn to spare, etc. T said at one point during the evening at A&D's how much she was becoming an adolescent and, consequently, how less she was a child. He, later, had a hard time stopping her from arguing and making her accept she had 'breached the contract'. I had a hard time trying not to intervene… she's only 10 after all.
Whats your flava – Tell me whats your flavaI met this fly boy in the club
Went by the name of pecan deluxe
This ice cream was high maintenance
When i took him out,
Man it cost me 20 bucks
Met this bear named walnut whip
Nearly made me sick to the point of throwing up
So i called chocolate chip
Wit the sweet toffe crisp
And i still cant get enough
Your what i want Your what i need
I wanna taste ya (taste ya) take ya home wit me
You look so good
Good enough to eat
I wonder if i can peel your wrapper
If i can be your fantasy
No wonder Mickael Vartan aka Vaughn speaks french without accent: he spent his life travelling from France to the US until he was 18! He just doesn't have the slighest trace of american accent whenever he speaks french and, as I finally watched an episode in the Season II supposedly taking place in Nice, Fr, I was wondering how this was possible… Now I know… and wonder whether his french accent shows? I couldn't tell a New-Yorker from a San Franciscan, though here I can distinguish accents from people living only 100 km away from one another.
Funny, Strange Frustrating how people react when it comes to take over whenever someone has a day off… Instead of acting responsibly and anticipating usual Friday's bottle neck they sit on their hands and wait… It is a fact, repeated ad nauseam, that planning department requires elements from us at the last minute. We never encountered a similar problem at Besançon, though Friday was at least as critical before the week-end.
We've been asked already to change and adapt to the increasing demands from the workshop. I anticipate drastic changes in our future schedules… little autoritarian side of me wants so much to yell orders *sigh*
Like any other company this one gets the very minimum from employees… The only reason I see why this country is still in business is that I speculate other companies in the rest of the world are not doing any better. Specialists in management, human resource, and gourous or all kind can continue saling wind.
Take a deep breath! Think of something nice, peaceful, enjoyable… breaking a few necks is not an option ^_^
I guess what disappoints me most is that I cannot seem to channel my frustration into something constructive and positive like: 'Ok, this you don't want, how about that?' I sulk instead.
D called up yesterday evening… He takes the job. ^_^ the sky was almost instantly blue 🙂
Earlier in the evening my library had finally been delivered with the book I ordered a month ago or so: Une voix dans la nuit d'A.Maupin . That good news alone should have warned me the day would end better than it had started ^_^
Just back from a lunck break I took off, outside the site… D was to come visit my apartment for evaluation of the work on walls + ceilings. As he obviously felt uneasy I took upon myself to release the pressure and let him express his concerns: He's anticipating long weeks away from A and little B.
– No problem! You talk over with A and let me know next week-end.
I have a pretty good idea what his answer will be, which leaves me with the obligation to call back a contractor I asked for an estimate earlier this month.
When will I finally move to the 4 place saint Jean de Maizel? Next month? This year? My patience is wearing desperately thin. *head hanging*
screen shot of an advert broadcasted for the past month. This is the version we can access on our intranet. Purpose, unknown really. Anyway, I spotted the wind mills and asked around: indeed, Areva has diversified in other energies than mere nuclear (in order to not keep all eggs in same basket)… Mmmm sounds more fun and with better perspectives than … here. Better suits my political views too.